I'm beginning to realize just how many problems I have. Or maybe I realized a while ago, but now I'm just getting the guts to change myself.
I can feel it. I'm not the same person I was a month ago.
And because of that... I'm moving on. Slowly, but surely.
I'm moving on and finally letting go of Chicago and finally learning to embrace Sioux Falls.
I'm moving on and letting go of my safety blanket, these little worlds I lost myself and I'm living in the real world.
I'm moving on from my problems and fears and I'm getting professional help.
I'm moving on and I finally feel some hope.
It's a wonderful thing.
And, like the phoenix I took a nickname from almost a year ago... I'm being reborn from my ashes.
grizzlycub is being abandoned as a journal. I'm moving on to a different one, but this time I'm not telling everyone where I'm going. It'd be too easy to backslide.
A few people will get the new screenname, others won't. Not yet, at least. Maybe we'll meet on the internet again sometime. But for now, it's goodbye.
And if I'm honest with myself, it's been goodbye for a long while.
... Live long, love hard and prosper, guys.
All my love and fond memories.
Kat.